Rain 2 (Between its talons and its teeth)

Shadows surge the pulse of rain's

trip wire of barbed scathing

lightning cracks fissure in ripped fragments

that tears flesh of ragged earth and yelps skywards

from crust torn vapour gushes toxic

guiser quakes peeling ranges

down to tormented bellow heaves upon

the gasping desperate

late lunge

slips through the plundered grip

blood splattered slit -fingers

grazes the closing lip

consumed in

Fermented remnants rip

the gash flung skies

corse the tentacles clot upon the linen

and the dinosaur stirs glisten crimson

belated residue trail the

sunk beneath below

the graves of broken forked spires

that swallow brutal fluorescence

flaying rain nets that billow

like skeletal shivers that

gracelessly degrade before

the waves of dusk and dawn

that predator of stalking relishes

the gaunt entrapment

of sage calm listlessly

opening the savage reek of bones-blood

in full fever jagged between tallons and teeth

that bare collusion of the blade and lense

the defiling sceptic

that dried sin of ageless

skate upon a dark thin-iced opaque.